Apocalyptic World Novels & Stories

Like the world was already coming to an end. "She didn't unleash anything!" Silva yelled to Butt. Suddenly an earthquake started. Cars, people, properties, were prepared to be laid to waste. The cloud split into two parts, a dark side blinking continually, and a red part, having lightening striking above. Lands capsizing, and it was until now we saw the true meaning of Chaos And Apocalypse. A heavy rain all of a sudden started with no cause. Perhaps, this was how it is suppose to end. No last fight. We had our chance and we wasted it.

Once the sun rose, the horrible heatwave would spread across the Earth. "Will I really be able to make it until help arrives?" I mumbled to myself. Even though I had informed my family about this the first minute I was reborn, I wondered if they had enough time to hoard provisions in one day. Everyone was still able to survive with air conditioning at the beginning of the heat apocalypse because there was still water and electricity. However, all electronic equipment stopped working after a week, and every drop of water had evaporated because of the high heat. Once that happened, it became hell on Earth!

Outside the window, the collapse of the world intensified. Skyscrapers fell one after another. The ground split open with massive cracks, where rivers of molten lava gushed out, staining half the sky a burning red. The wind howled violently. Rain poured down in sheets. Hailstones crashed against everything in sight. The entire world was shaking and falling apart. The cries of people grew fainter and fainter until they eventually disappeared completely. Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster.

For the first time since the apocalypse began, gods looked afraid of human law. [Debt recorded.] The reward was real. So was the damage around it. People who survived still had to wake up in the morning, and the court was beginning to understand that victory only changed the shape of the debt. One problem always remained alive on the page, breathing quietly where nobody wanted to look. Outside, a shrine bell rang from a street we did not own. Then the gate answered in English. For a second, nobody moved. That was the cruelest part of the new world: everyone had learned to recognize the shape of bad news before it fully arrived.

… Through Leo's and my persistent efforts in leading the team to search high and low within the former forests for clues, we finally managed to find the main source of the water contamination. A massive meteorite had fallen on Earth and was now sitting on the peak of a mountain, transmitting its destructive radiation down through the roots of the trees and contaminating all nearby water sources on Earth. The apocalypse had happened because of this meteorite. Octoria, one of the major countries, had launched missiles at it, intending to shatter the meteorite before it entered the Earth's stratosphere. However, they hadn't known then that the meteorite would turn out to be so hard and dense.

BOOOOOOMMMMM “Hahahaha, in that case, I’m looking forward to it! I’m looking forward to the figure you spoke of, O Keeper of the Book of Heaven!” The core of that world shattered, and with it, the world that had once resembled a lifeless wasteland crumbled along with the destruction of that blood-soaked monster. Nothing remained of that world’s ruin—no life, not even the slightest trace that the world had ever existed in that place. With the destruction of yet another world, it signaled that other worlds would meet the same fate without assistance from the upper world or the realm of the gods.

Massive, molten tendrils thicker than skyscrapers erupted from the chasm, reaching toward the sky with a blind, destructive hunger. "You are too late, Sterling!" High Priest Malakor shrieked, dangling helplessly from Jack’s grip. Even facing death, the Ouroboros fanatic was drunk on his own apocalyptic victory. "The World-Breaker is awake! It will consume your cities, boil your oceans, and crack this pathetic mudball into a billion pieces! You are the Planet's Alpha? Let us see you command a dying world!" Jack didn’t blink. His expression was a mask of cold, absolute fury. He looked down at the swirling inferno threatening to swallow his city, then back up at the arrogant priest.

Ava paused and I thought she was done talking until she started again. “Chaos will not only bring death to the humans, but to all supernatural alike. Everyone will start becoming crazy, as the supernatural will try to defend themselves and humans will become desperate to survive. After weeks of this, the Gods will descend and try to control it, but it will only get worse until the entire world is up in flames.” “And the other?” I urged, not wanting that to become the fate of the world, not just for Dragons.

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

We do not have time to indulge ourselves in our sexual needs. Tempted to give in, with want burning me from the inside out, but I can’t. I need to find it before all ends, before I can cause more despair in this world. I have already unleashed some of it into the world, for I am Apocalypse.